Title: Just Another Gamble

Author: Sara and Lizzie

Rating: T

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The Office Of The Medical Examiner, 12:00 pm

"The rape kit turned up traces of spermicide, but no semen, hair, or anything else that would provide DNA."

Olivia felt like she might throw up, but she was already annoyed at the way Elliot kept glancing at her, like she was so fragile, he had to protect her, so she betrayed no emotion. "So she was raped by her father?"

"Most likely, yes." Warner said.

"Any better news?" Elliot asked hastily, casting a nother sideways glance at Olivia.

Olivia caught his glance and sighed loudly. Warner raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

"I wouldn't call it good news." She said. "But it should give you some sort of a lead. At the hospital, they did an extensive rape kit, samples of her skin, hair, that kind of thing. When I was at the crime scene, I took samples of the sheets in the bed where she was raped. Both turned up levels of diluted potassium chloride."

"So we've got spermicide and diluted potassium chloride?" Elliot asked, sounding exasperated.

But Olivia caught Warner's eye. There was something else… "How diluted?" she asked.

Warner smiled slightly. "Diluted enough to make it experimentaly safe. Safe enough to be used in schools."

The 1-6, 12:44 pm

"Are we sure this is her Dad?" Elliot asked. He, Olivia, Cragen, Munch, Fin and Huang were all gathered around Blair's picture, and various other shots of her Chelsea townhouse hanging on their city map.

"Who else would tell her she and mom weren't the first or last besides Daddy dearest?" Munch quipped.

Elliot shrugged. "Old boyfriend with a grudge. He learns about her past, he wants to get even…" he trailed off.

Huang shook his head. "The m.o. fits the dad. He used a condom, because he didn't want to risk pregnancy. And the scene he set up around her post rape suggests a loss of inocence. Much more likely to come from a father than a jealous ex."

"So what kind of guy are we looking for?" Cragen prompted.

"Psychologically, he'll appear sociopathical, but it's a deeper sickness than that. He more than likely feels like his daughter is at fault for not seeking him out. He's probably raped women for the purpose of fathering children, and feels hurt that none of them want to contact him."

All the eyes in the squad room turned to Olivia. She rolled her eyes, glared at them and left.

The remaining pairs of eyes slid back to Huang, all looking confused, and slightly sheepish. "I know you all think this will deeply affect her, but the worst thing you can do is treat her that way." Huang told them. He paused, and the detectives began to disperse. "Elliot, could we talk for a minute?"

Elliot nodded and followed Huang into his office.

"I'm not trying to single you out, Elliot, but you are Olivia's partner, and you are extremely protective of her. I can see that you want to protect her, and you try to. But control is everything to Olivia. If she doesn't feel strong, or in control of a situation, she starts to fall apart."

"So I should let her pretend everything is ok?"

"You should give her room."

Elliot nodded, and stood up to go. Huang sighed, sensing that Elliot wasn't really understanding him, or taking him at all seriously.

Huang followed Elliot back into the squad room where Olivia was gesturing wildly to Munch and Fin.

"Hey, doc," Munch bellowed. "Benson's got her own conspiracy theory."

Fin snorted. "If that's a conspiracy, I don't want to know what you're spitting out."

Olivia waited for them to stop bickering before she spoke. "Warner said the potassium chloride was diluted enough to make it safe for schools." Olivia said. "We've been assuming high schools, but that's awfully broad."

"We can canvass the public schools in Chelsea." Elliot piped up.

Olivia raised her eyebrows. "We could. But we can't rule out that Blair's rapist teaches at a private school, nor can we assume that he even works in Chelsea. If the man who raped her is her father, he could work in any of the boroughs. He would have just tracked her down."

Cragen nodded. "We can't exactly question every male science teacher at every school in the city."

"But if he were a professor at a college, it would be easier." Fin said.

"Exactly." Olivia added.

Elliot snorted confrontationally. "So you're saying that because it's too inconclusive to think he teaches high school, we should assume that he's a college prof."

"It makes sense, Elliot." Olivia said coldly. "Blair's age puts her mom in grad school at the time of the rape."

Munch nodded. "And even if he doesn't teach at Blair's college, he would still have plenty of access to her personl information."

Cragen interjected. "So he uses his position at colleges to target his victims, and track down the products."

Olivia nodded. "And he's been careful."

Huang nodded. "He's very sick, but I'd guess he's also quite brilliant."

Cragen nodded. "Munch, Fin. Get a list of science and chemistry teachers from major and elite colleges. We'll confine it to Manhattan for now. Start at NYU, where Blair goes."

New York University, Greenwhich Village, 2:25 pm

"I've never been so glad to go canvassing." Fin muttered, as he and Munch wove around NYU students who were studying, lounging, and getting baked in Washington Square Park. They were headed for the administration bulding in Washington Square.

"Elliot's taking the divorce pretty hard." Fin noted.

Munch nodded. "And the plot continues to thicken." He said in a false dramatic voice. "All thanks to a lovely lady."

"Have you been picking up on that lately?"

"The blatant sexual tension?" Munch clarified. "Even Huang has, and he's about as sexual as a door mat."

"You don't think they're going to…" Fin trailed off.

Munch shrugged. "It's frowned upon."

"You know she lied to IAB to clear him?" Fin asked.

"She's his partner."

"You saw how much time he had. He didn't need to shoot that guy."

For once, not even Munch had an answer. They walked along in silence, until a girl appraoched them timidly.

"Excuse me?" she asked. "Are you campus police?"

Fin smiled as Munch rolled his eyes. "NYPD."

"Good. That girl over there, under the tree?" she pointed to an exceptionally pretty girl with long dakr hair and jade green eyes. "That's Blair Roberts. She was just, um, raped."

Munch and Fin raised their eyebrows at each other.

The girl continued. "That guy sitting on that bench? In the blue? He followed her here."

Munch and Fin wasted no time. They strolled casually past Blair, having never met her before, she didn't recgonize them. Fin walked over, sat down on the bench next to the guy, and flashed his badge.

Immediately, the alleged stalker leapt up and broke into a run. Detective Tutuola sprinted after him.

Author's Note: That was my attempt to appease you who wanted to see Munch and Fin get some time. We'll try to include them more. Next chapter, we promise some Elliot/Olivia action, if you review.